"A Demon's Belle" ~ Charlastor Story Collection

"My Smile"

This story is going to be an experiment on my part, of telling a story from multiple perspectives.

CHARLIE'S PERSPECTIVE

There he is again. Strolling down the hall, humming another tune, smiling like he's the happiest guy around! He's just... happily walking around! He's the radio demon, surely he has some sinister thing to go and do, why is he sticking around and singing??
I already told Vaggie how I feel about him. I know telling the person you used to date about your new crush is a kinda bad thing, but she did tell me about her crush on a guy as well, so I guess it evens out. It's strange though, she didn't tell me who the guy actually was, but she's been hanging out with Angel Dust a lot...
Anyways, I'm getting off-topic, where was-

A: "Ms. Magne, dear, you've been staring at me for a few minutes now! Are you well?"

C: "U-Uh, yeah, sorry! I was just thinking about stuff, sorry if that was weird!"

A: "Not at all, deary! Whatever you're deep in thought about must be troubling you quite a bit, though! Last time, you started at me for only one minute! This time, it was three~"

C: "What can I say, I think a lot..."

A: "Hmmm... perhaps you should indulge me in these thoughts! Blankly thinking about things isn't a healthy lifestyle, darling!"

C: "Ah n-no, that's ok, don't worry about me..."

Alastor looks at her saddening expression, and feels a ping of guilt. He puts his finger to his chin, and tries to think of what to say.

ALASTOR'S PERSPECTIVE

There she goes with that sad look again. I swear, she's going to make me die a second time! How does she always make me feel these things...?

A: "Please, Ms-"

C: "Alastor, you can call me Charlie."

A: "Only if you call me Al~"

C: "Fair enough, Al..."

A: "Charlie, perhaps a stroll with me would help ease your mind! You'll find that humming a tune and just letting your feet carry you is ever-so relaxing!"

C: "You know... that sounds nice, Al. I'd like that..."

A: "Marvelous! We'll go after we notify the others!"

Charlie and I walk over to the bar, and see our co-workers sitting there. Husk and Angel Dust are drinking away, while Ms. Vaggie seems to be... staring at Angel Dust? How strange!
Nifty is picking up the emptied bottles those two keep dropping, the poor thing! I reach down and pat her head, and she looks at me with that starry eye.

A: "You're doing wonderfully, my dear!"

N: "Thanks! I hate things being dusty! It makes me want to watch someone burn!!"

A: "Of course it does, my dear!"

C: "Hey, guys? Alastor and I are going to stroll around the upper floor of the hotel for a bit, he says it'll help clear my head. Behave while we're busy, ok?"

H: "Yeah, whatever, sure."

AD: "What? Yeah, go. I'm not lettin' this wimp beat me!"

H: "You think you can outdrink ME, you pink shithead??"

V: "Go ahead, Charlie, I'll make sure these two don't kill each other."

N: "Just don't get the upstairs dirty!!"

C: "I wouldn't dream of it, Nifty."

After Charlie and I say our partings to the rest of the hotel staff, we walk together to the upper floor of the hotel.